Date: Wed, 11 Jan 2012 23:59:12 -0800 (PST)
From: Christian Debus
Subject: "The Bezistan Chronicles" Chapter 2 Gay Male / Authoritarian
The Bezistan Chronicles
Chapter 2: Rashid's Private Apartments
This story is a work of erotic fiction meant for adult readers over the age
of eighteen years
Written by Jean-Christophe (Chris): October 2008 - re-edited 2012
An archive of my stories can be found at
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Jean-Christophe_Stories
"The characters and ideas contained in this story are the writer's and
shouldn't be used without permission. Please respect the integrity of this
story and don't do any rewrites, make alterations or add pictures."
CHAPTER 2: Rashid's Private Apartments
As Prince Rashid approaches a sleek, naked slave breaks from the standing
at rest position and throws open the ornate doors of his apartments. Then,
hastily the slave falls to his hands and knees and places his forehead to
the marble floor in obeisance to his Master.
On entering, Rashid notes that his two body slaves are already kneeling
with their foreheads and hands pressed to the floor, their knees spread
widely and their asses elevated thus allowing him an unimpeded view of
their red, striped buttocks and impressive genitalia. Rashid, never one to
spare the cane, had only that morning soundly caned the buttocks of both
slaves for some trivial, now forgotten offence.
The two slaves, forbidden to ever leave the apartments, spend their days
attending to their Master's needs and maintaining the rooms to the high
standard demanded by Rashid. They are, of course, available to serve his
cock as required.
Any dereliction of duties, actual or perceived, results in severe
punishment by Rashid's own hands. To this end, he has incorporated a
punishment room into his apartments; this room is well equipped with a
double flogging trestle as well as other equipment for restraining the
slaves as they are punished. Hanging neatly on one wall is the variety of
whips and canes favoured by Rashid. It amuses him greatly to watch the
slaves tremble as they enter this room as part of their required
house-keeping duties.
Snapping his fingers both slaves quickly scramble to their feet. Whilst one
slave wordlessly removes Rashid's clothing the other is preparing the
shower; ensuring that the water is at the right temperature. Rashid, as
usual, apprises the bodies of his two slaves. Both are incredibly handsome
and are aged in their early twenties. They are perfectly matched in height,
weight and musculature and each of the slaves has a long, thick cock
resting on top of his large balls.
They are recent acquisitions and, as Rashid looks at their fresh brands, he
has that pride of ownership that only a connoisseur of rare and beautiful
objects can truly appreciate.
While visiting Europe last winter, he took time out from his busy schedule
to visit an international gymnastics competition. When he travels, he
frequently attends such sporting events seeking out possible 'recruits' for
enslavement. He had spotted both slaves as they participated in their
various events and knew immediately he had to possess them.
One was a black-haired French-Canadian with brown eyes whilst the other, a
Russian, had typical Slav features with fine, golden hair and lustrous grey
eyes. Once he had made his choice it was a simple matter to have them
seized and brought to the Bezistan. Of course their disappearances were
much publicised in the media and widely speculated upon. However, Rashid,
with his worldwide network of 'harvesters', is adept at arranging for the
seizure and enslavement of young men and takes great care that there isn't
anything to connect him with such illegal practices.
The slaves are, of course, totally naked. Unusually for Rashid, he has
allowed both slaves to retain their body hair but modified it to suit his
current tastes. The hair on their heads is longer than that usually worn by
slaves and that on their chests has been neatly clipped back to an
acceptable length. Both have narrow and intriguing trails of hair growing
down the centre-lines of their ribbed stomachs. Their pubic hair has been
shaved as have their cocks and balls. They have, however, a small tuft of
cropped pubic hair resting just above their cocks. When in bed, with a
slave on either side, Rashid likes to tease this tuft or the hair on the
chest and belly of one slave as he kneads the balls of the other; he finds
this relieves his stress much like 'worry- beads'.
In line with his tastes both slaves' ass-cracks and holes are
hairless. Because of their special status as his personal body slaves they
wear jewel-encrusted, solid gold collars around their necks with matching
cinch rings forcing their penises into semi- permanent and partial
erections. Additionally, their prominent nipples, surrounded by large
areolae, are pierced by heavy, gold rings.
Now fully unclothed, Rashid catches sight of himself in a full length
mirror. Staring back at him is a twenty-seven years old, virile man of
Middle-Eastern appearance with a strong, lithe body. His limbs, muscular
chest and firm stomach have a light covering of black hair. His prodigious
genitalia, nestling in a thick forest of black, pubic hair stretching from
thigh to thigh, are a darker shade to the rest of his body colour. His
handsome face, framed by a closely cropped, black beard, is dominated by
dark, piercing eyes and a cruel mouth.
With an assurance born of arrogance and vanity he strides into the shower
where his two slaves are kneeling awaiting their master's pleasure. A snap
of his fingers have the slaves, one in front and one behind, begin to wash
him.
Fearfully, and starting at his head, they gently wash his upper body before
dropping to their knees where one begins to wash between his ass-cheeks as
the other gently soaps his cock and balls. Rashid enjoys the feel of their
hands on his body and would, if time permitted, linger longer in the
shower.
However, he is anxious to be on his way to the airstrip and cruelly cuffs
the ears of one of the slaves with the instruction to.
"Hurry along, slave."
Looking down he sees the Canadian kneeling in front of him and
contemptuously he begins to piss over him. Rashid notes that the slave
doesn't flinch and once more he feels that sense of power that allows him
to dominate other men.
Stepping out of the shower the two slaves gently dry his body and begin to
dress him in the jeans and short sleeved shirt he has chosen to wear rather
than his traditional robes. Rashid stands naked before his slaves with all
the self-assurance of a master completely in control of the situation. Of
course, his culture decrees that a man will never appear nude in the
company of free men; however as slaves are neither free nor men he doesn't
have a problem with being naked in the presence of his body slaves.
There is, however, one exception that allows him to be comfortably naked
with another free man and that man is his estate manager, Geoffrey
Myles-Lytton. As his 'adopted' brother and lover Geoffrey is the only man
that Rashid truly loves and trusts implicitly.
This love and trust is born out of Rashid's profound gratitude for the
friendship and protection extended to him as a shy, young boy sent away to
a boarding-school in the UK as part of his education. In this foreign
environment, he was an easy target for insults and teasing by a group of
five, arrogant, upper-class bullies.
One memorable day when he was being rough-housed by these bullies, he was
rescued by the intervention of a young, blond-haired boy who directly
challenged the leader of the bullies to a fight and soundly defeated
him. From then on the young Rashid was left alone and enjoyed the
friendship of his young, English protector, Geoffrey Myles-Lytton.
This friendship extended to Geoffrey taking Rashid home to his aristocratic
parents' home for weekends and holidays. In time Rashid was able to
reciprocate by having Geoff (as Rashid now called him) travel with him to
visit his father, Prince Youssef, a senior member of the ruling family.
So touched was Prince Youssef by Geoff's friendship to his younger son that
he 'adopted' Geoff into his family, bestowed upon him the name 'Kareem'
meaning generous, noble and friendly and conferred upon him the many
privileges he still enjoys. As both boys approached puberty they naturally
explored their burgeoning sexuality and became the lovers they still
remain.
Rashid never forgot Geoff's kindness or the cruelty of the five bullies;
all of whom are now wealthy and successful businessmen. Never one to
forgive or forget, Rashid has discreetly set in motion a series of events
that will eventually see the five bullies disgraced and ruined.
When this happens he will have them secretly brought to the Bezistan as
slaves. His intends for them to serve him as personal slaves within his
palace whilst he deliberates on their future roles.
Often he visualises them as naked, draft slaves pulling either a plough or
heavy cart; at other times he sees them toiling in the quarries or saltpans
under the whips of his overseers. However, he isn't in any hurry to see
this happen, as first of all, he wants them to enjoy the riches and
trappings of success before he makes them his slaves. He intends that their
suffering as slaves will be made more acute by the knowledge of what they
have lost.
Now dressed, he signals to the slaves to open the door for his
departure. Once they have done so, they fall to their knees and wait until
the door closes behind him before quickly jumping to their feet. They know
that they have several hours to return the apartments to the pristine state
demanded by Rashid.
Additionally, they must administer enemas to each other, then shower and
oil their bodies before lubricating their ass-holes ready for possible
fucking that night; they are required to be available at all times. Once
all this is done they are to kneel just inside the door and await Rashid's
return.
Miserably, they know that, in all probability, their efforts will prove
unsatisfactory and that they will be soundly caned by their capricious
Master.
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Walking through his palace, Rashid greets his major domo, Daoud.
"Good afternoon, Daoud. As there are matters I want to discuss with you, I
would appreciate it if you would walk with me to my pony trap"
Good afternoon, Your Highness." Daoud replies deferentially. "What do you
wish to discuss with me?"
"I had a phone call from my esteemed father this morning. He has grown
tired of the intrigues and politics of the royal court. He yearns for a
less stressful and more peaceful life away the court. He wishes to return
to the simple country life here on the estate where he can involve himself
in its activities. For that reason, I would like you to prepare the eastern
annex of the palace for him and his household and I would like it done as
quickly as possible. Select as many slaves as you need to work there and
achieve this in the shortest possible time."
"Certainly, Your Highness. It will be an honour and a pleasure to have His
Highness, your father take up residence here. May I ask do you require me
to allocate slaves to serve him?"
"Naturally he will still retain his household in the capitol and so I'm not
sure how many slaves he will bring here with him. As you suggest it's
possible we will have to allocate some of our own slaves to serve him. Over
the next day or so, I'll question my father on his plans and get back to
you. But please be good enough to give the refurbishment of the eastern
annex your top priority. Choose as many slaves as you require for the task
and if necessary work them around the clock under the whip. I'll arrange
for overseers to assist you in ensuring the slaves give of their best
efforts."
"Thank you, Your Highness. Rest assured that what you ask will be done
expeditiously."
Approaching the front entrance of the palace, a loud gong announces
Rashid's departure and four naked, white slaves strain to push open the
heavy bronze doors. Stepping through the opening, Rashid sees a young,
naked slave lying in the 'full obeisance' position on the patio floor. His
eyes move from the broad shoulders down over the muscular back and pauses
at the slave's well-rounded and magnificent ass. Slowly, he walks around
the trembling slave, drinking in his physical beauty before giving the
command to assume the 'kneeling display' position.
Hastily, the young slave scrambles into position.
To be continued.....